It's so painful! So hard! So difficult!

Originally a swift, stabbing attack on flat ground, Bai Lin, who was gaining momentum in midair, could naturally unleash it upwards. Bai Lin's speed also increased dramatically, and with this double acceleration, the instantaneous burst left the dragon unable to dodge. Despite his best efforts to move sideways, the dragon's torso, including its wings, was pierced directly through.

Askatifo roared in pain, but it was still experienced in combat. At this point, it should have counterattacked and made amends. But...

After executing a penetrating attack, Bai Lin unexpectedly reached a position even higher than it, completely exceeding its expectations. Using her waist to extend her hold in the air, Bai Lin twisted her direction and launched another downward attack. This time, she chose not to penetrate, but instead used the force of the fall to infuse this attack.

Bai Lin thrust downward with his own weight, aiming for the dragon's back. While that was a hard spot, twisting the dragon's direction mid-air was impressive. Gungnir, stained with dragon blood, seemed even more excited. As the attack began, a dangerous black-and-red flame enveloped the tip of the spear. The moment it made contact with the carapace, a tremendous explosive force erupted, easily breaking through Bai Lin's defense.

The burning and blasting that accompanied the stabbing attack was unbearable for Askatif. It blew a gust of wind outward, centered on itself, and fierce wind blades rose from low above, accurately blowing towards Bai Lin. From his back, it was easy to sense the opponent's position.

Even though Askatifo, still so powerful despite the pain, dropped several meters, he finally managed to drive Bai Lin off its back. However, Bai Lin kicked the dragon's back before leaving.

Like a gymnast, Bai Lin did a backward jump and somersault, perfectly dodging the wind blades before repeating the same maneuver. The flames intensified, and she fiercely aimed at the same spot.

Exploiting weaknesses and beating them to death is what combat should be about. Bai Lin hadn't created much distance between herself and the dragon when she attacked before, which resulted in her falling without much acceleration. But now that the dragon was slowly descending and about to charge forward, Bai Lin's attack power was naturally half a point higher than before.

A chill ran down Askaitifo's spine, realizing his mistake in attempting to distance himself by building momentum. Bai Lin's speed far exceeded his expectations, striking him once again hard in the wounded area. This time, the pain penetrated deep into his body, the flames searing his internal organs mercilessly.

The lumbar injury caused the dragon to lose control of its wings in an instant. Half of its wings were already seriously injured, and this time the dragon could no longer control its body and fell to the ground in a free fall. Although it had to withstand the recoil force of the falling body, Bai Lin still chose not to jump off Askatif's body. After all,

Although she hadn't been able to attack, Tiamat had already stored up her dragon breath, waiting to blast her. Bai Lin's body was too small a target for the dragons, which made it difficult for Tiamat to intervene. Even now, she was still helpless against the fall.

With a loud thud, the dragon, carrying its heavy body, slammed heavily into the snow. Blood and snow splattered everywhere, and the four claws it had used to protect itself from the ground were in pain, making it feel as if it could not move.

Even in this situation, Askatifu still couldn't stop the impact from making his head dizzy. Of course, Bai Lin couldn't avoid this dizziness either.

Chapter 103: Eternal Wind

However, the weapon's owner's dizziness didn't affect the flames' blazing intensity. Askatifo, already unconscious, gradually grew numb to the pain of the dragon-slaying flames. He felt his vision gradually dim. Even though his body was severely burned, he could still feel the warmth draining from him...

What am I fighting for?

Ever since birth, he had been told he was the last of the dragon race, a proud and forbidden offspring, yet his world had always been confined to this small ice sheet. For those not-so-long years, he was accompanied only by Ramses and his companion, Tiamat.

It once asked its father, the evil dragon, "You said dragons should proudly rule over everything, preying on whatever they please and soaring freely. Then why are we confined to this small ice sheet?"

The answer given by Chronosthea is its "plan". When it gains true power, it will be able to regain their lost freedom and nobility.

After the war between humans and dragons, Askatifo questioned this so-called power. None of the three dragons were the strongest, yet they survived by sheer luck. Does power truly mean everything?

But its father, the one most deeply wounded, remained incredibly resilient. After the war, he commanded them as usual, slowly regaining his strength and vitality, continuing to pursue his grand ambitions. At that moment, it was deeply inspired, learning what it meant to rise stronger in the face of adversity, and what it meant to be a dragon's pride. Thus, Askatifer came to believe the saying, "As long as you never give up, the dragon race will never be defeated."

They were dragons, born strong. As long as their spirit held, they would never truly be defeated! That's what it had thought before. But what was happening now? The lower-level fighters were dying one by one, their companions were also killed, and even it itself was about to face death.

The enemy was just a non-belligerent race, with only two humans at their disposal... It began to doubt itself. Ultimately, they weren't truly powerful. They had never possessed the power to overthrow all others. Even Chronostia could be hurt, and suffer setbacks at the hands of a race as weak as humans.

Could it be that it was wrong? Was the dragon race not really that powerful and should not be so arrogant?

Thinking of this, Askatifo couldn't help but smile. It was a mockery of himself, a mockery of the past hundred years. Looking at the wasteland before him, even catching sight of the battlefield strewn with devastation, he felt only a wave of sorrow in his heart.

It was really ironic that what it saw before death was such a desolate world. Just as it was about to close its eyes and bid farewell to this world, a deafening dragon roar reached its ears.

"What are you doing, Askatifer!"

Just like when she woke him up and saved him on the battlefield, Askatifo heard the familiar yet strange voice of his partner.

"You clearly promised me that we would travel around the world together! You are the last Storm Dragon left on the ice field, how could you fall here!"

Tiamat's roar was tinged with tears, and her words of encouragement were laced with sorrow. She knew Askatifo was near death, and her final, utterly deafening cry was but an ugly dirge. Yet Askatifo heard it all, and in the depths of despair, the Storm Dragon rose once more!

I'm sorry, but I actually understand a little bit about Chronostia's plan. The price of freedom is our death, and my promises were nothing more than empty words to deceive the girl.

But none of that mattered anymore, the dragon race's pride, or his father's plans. He had found something more important than power and freedom. Rather, it was that which had always been by his side, the very meaning that had sustained his existence until now.

——Yes, love!

At the very least, we cannot allow this dangerous human being to treat our partner in the same way he treats us!

For the sake of his beloved, Askettifo's already shattered body incurred even more wounds due to the overflowing magical power. A powerful turquoise light emanated from its entire body. The Minuan wind, a symbol of freedom, blew from the icy plains and gathered around the dragon, becoming stained with the same color.

That freedom would now transform into the furious power of its protection for its beloved. A true wind of destruction formed a wind field that isolated the world. At this moment, the Storm Dragon had transcended life and death, transcending its instinctive desire for life.

Upon regaining consciousness, Bai Lin saw the wind barrier that isolated her, and the gusts of wind blades that violently blew her up. The blades sliced ​​through her armor, leaving her unable to find a foothold in the wind. Seeing this, Askatifo closed his eyes in satisfaction, consuming the last of his life flame.

I've done my best to get this far. The rest is up to you, Tiamat... I'm a little tired and want to sleep...

Watching her partner's heroic sacrifice, years of living together had long made her understand the reason behind his actions. It gritted its teeth, restrained its restless claws, and flew into the castle. They had been defeated, reduced to weaklings fit only for flight.

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Bai Lin was swept along by the storm, powerless to resist, her body tossed about by the reckless attacks. After her flesh was slashed by the wind blades, leaving horrifying wounds, Bai Lin finally came up with a solution. She dissolved the fusion between Gungnir and her shield, because a shield, free and floating, was no longer as dangerous as a weapon.

He gripped the tip of his spear tightly, suppressing the pain from his wound. Finally, after a long wait, he used the momentum from stepping on the shield to leap out of the wind field. He then merged the two objects within the maximum range and reclaimed the shield. After falling heavily to the ground, Bai Lin forcefully pulled himself up, dragging his slightly injured body towards the final battlefield.

There was no doubt that Askatifu was a formidable opponent. Although Bai Lin was unaware of their relationship, his desperate attempt to hold her back and allow his companions to escape deeply inspired Bai Lin.

It had done well, but it still had unfinished business and couldn't stop here. It was just a little painful, nothing serious.

Just as she was about to enter the window, a loud noise sounded, and the main gate of the castle slowly opened, as if to welcome her. Bai Lin smiled slightly under his helmet, accepted the cordial invitation, and walked towards the main gate.

"Come on, it's time for the decisive battle!"

Chapter 104: Death Knell

The heavy foot armor collided with the hard ground, like the low background music before the decisive battle. Walking through the dark corridor, Bai Lin came to the place where she had once been frustrated.

The evil dragon Chronostom, as always, coiled itself up in its usual position. Its fierce single eye carefully examined Bai Lin's entire body, as well as the dragon-slaying spear in her hand, which exuded a sharp murderous aura, completely ignoring Tiamat, who was muttering something beside her.

Although the dragon's body still made her feel heavy and oppressive, making Bai Lin's chest feel even tighter, as long as she held Gungnir in her hand, she no longer felt the strong nausea and discomfort she had before.

I heard that humans would be affected mentally and physically in dangerous and unusual environments, and I'm afraid the dragon had amplified these abilities. The gun in his hand was naturally a spiritual sustenance in the midst of the unusual.

Bai Lin thought as he gently swung the gun, placing it diagonally to his side. While Gungnir appeared to be made entirely of metal, and the tempered long blade was merely elemental, Gungnir was actually lighter than the elemental long blade, which was one of the reasons Bai Lin could easily wield it.

"You do it again, hero. Wasn't your previous miserable defeat enough?"

Bai Lin listened to these words indifferently, glanced around, and did not see Katie.

"Where are they?" Her voice darkened. Although the beautiful golden pupils that could be vaguely seen contained only intense murderous intent and hostility, the already chilly temperature seemed to drop even further as Bai Lin's emotions fluctuated.

"Hahaha, then of course it's already in my stomach. It's been a while since I've eaten a human. That girl tastes really...how should I put it, fresh and tender?"

Bai Lin shook her head, her expression became even more serious. She changed her hand and held the gun at six points, kicked back with her left foot, slowly raised her head, and transmitted her murderous intent, which was inconsistent with her beautiful pupils, directly into the evil dragon's heart.

"What's wrong, brave? Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think that after less than a day, you have the strength to defeat me? Did that spear give you a boost of confidence? Its former owner was defeated by me."

The dragon grinned, its teeth clenched, its face utterly unafraid. Regardless, the victor of that previous battle was the dragon, not the dragon rider. While it sensed a similar aura in Bai Lin, the difference in strength between them was indeed vast.

The massive hole piercing the dragon's upper torso was the result of the dragon rider's most powerful attack. The dragon had no doubt about the power of that blow; if it had landed on a human-built wall, it would likely have been blasted through with a single blow. Even as powerful as it was, it would have required all its might to unleash such an attack. And the human before them had put so much effort into even dealing with Askettifer, so naturally, it was nothing to them.

"It's brand new, and you're old, dragon. You better pray that what you say isn't true!"

Bai Lin moved and disappeared before the dragon's eyes. The dragon's pupils shrank, and then it raised its giant claws angrily. A complex magic circle quickly sewed itself together, wrapping around the dragon's flaming claws.

This time, it immediately used all its might. It had to admit, after so long in a high position, it had felt a fleeting fear from the human. Even if it was only for a moment, it considered this a threat that needed to be eliminated, and at the same time, it felt humiliated by its own thoughts.

Unlike its arrogant conversation and attack, the dragon's whispers were also gloomy, quite reminiscent of traditional mages like Katie. However, the difference in scale was vast. Even Bai Lin, a layman, could see the surges and shifts of magic clearly. The vast magic flowed like a river, rapidly converging on the dragon.

As a dragon of darkness, it naturally possessed even greater power in the darkness of night. With a heavy slam of its claws against the ground, the shockwaves instantly transmitted a dangerous signal into Bai Lin's mind.

Deathstroke

Burning purple flames instantly emerged from the ground in front of the dragon, rapidly climbing to a height even higher than the dragon itself, yet gaps remained between the flames. The barrier of flames was both massive and intensely hot. Even at a distance, Bai Lin unknowingly broke into a sweat, a sense of immense pressure bearing down on him as the towering pillar of fire pressed down on him.

The ferocious flames distorted the surrounding air, and the hot breath and active flames gradually condensed into sharp claws, and a sharp cutting feeling came towards you.

If someone were to be touched by this, they would definitely die. Bai Lin had not seen this move before. He had originally expected to rush directly into the opponent's face during Qianjia Shengtang's long hand raise, but now it seems that this plan has been ruined.

There was no point in overthinking it; the most important thing now was to deal with this attack. The sides of the barrier were too wide, making dodging impossible. The top was also tightly sealed, so it seemed the only opportunity lay within those gaps.

Although the gap wasn't wide enough for a person to pass through, the presence of the gap meant they weren't all-in-one spells, and it was possible to defeat them one by one. Thinking of this, Bai Lin rushed forward with his gun in hand. If he charged, he might die, but if he didn't, he would definitely die!

The extremely sharp spear tip stabbed towards the equally sharp edge with its ferocious momentum. When the two sharp objects collided, which one would be superior?

The answer was Gungnir. The black-red flames shattered the purple pillar of fire from a single point, transforming into gusts of hot wind that blew past Bai Lin's ears before colliding with the remaining pillars of fire and exploding behind him.

She succeeded, but once the futile warrior broke through the barrier of flame, she seemed to be stepping into another abyss of despair. The dragon's raised head filled with breath, a familiar blue breath far deeper than Katie's, far more fiery and dangerous. Bai Lin, having had some experience with it, immediately decided to dodge.

But it was too late. The dragon's deep blue breath sprayed directly onto the ground, forming a fan-shaped pattern that blocked Bai Lin's escape route. The scorching breath instantly stopped Bai Lin's breathing, and an air pressure darker than the tide squeezed her lungs.

The blue flames peeled back her carapace, greedily and wantonly eroding her seemingly delicate flesh. The sensation of her flesh being burned away bit by bit caused Bai Lin to lose consciousness soon after. In just a few seconds, our hero once again returned to the respawn point.

Chapter 105: Undead Dragon

Although Chronostia killed Bai Lin without much effort, it had lost its previous composure. If it hadn't realized that the sharp blow might break the Death Knell Barrier and breathed in the opponent's direction, it would have been attacked before the next spell was completed.

I seem to have seen that human trick somewhere before... maybe that damned goblin taught him that. The circle, what a troublesome thing. Right now, I don't have the ability to deal with that strange and flexible close combat. From the fight with Askatifo, Bai Lin had already given it a high evaluation. But the current situation forced it to admit—

They are already evenly matched.

The evil dragon closed its eyes in some pain. It could only hope that humans would come later because of their mental setbacks. As long as it waited for one more day, on the full moon night tomorrow, it would be able to accomplish its goal.

Just as the dragon was pondering, the familiar sound of footsteps echoed again. Chronostia slowly opened its evil dragon eyes, symbolizing pure violence, and looked at the human before it.

It's really troublesome.

Bai Lin didn't attack directly this time. After teleporting to the save point, she discovered something that was beyond her comprehension. The withering of the moonflower was becoming increasingly severe, even beginning to turn yellow. This meant that her chances to teleport were limited.

If she resurrected from the village and ran here on foot, it would be a long journey. Although Bai Lin had no information about the evil dragon's plan, the longer she delayed, the more dangerous Katie would be. From now on, she should remain calm and act cautiously.

She had completely discarded the thought, "If only Katie were here," as it was pointless to dwell on it now. The key now was to see how many cards the dragon had left to kill with the first encounter. Bai Lin was exchanging teleportation points for his.

Absolutely no pointless mistakes could occur. Every failure would put Katie in greater danger. Bai Lin took a deep breath, slowly raised his spear, and prepared to charge.

"Tiamat, you just said that you wanted to avenge Askatif, right?" the evil dragon asked with interest.

Tiamat was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a cold breath rising from behind her. Not good, a feeling of having done something wrong surged into Tiamat's heart.

"No...don't." Tiamat trembled and muttered something.

Sensing Tiamat's shudder, the dragon's lip curled even deeper, and it began a lengthy chant in Dragon Language. The already pitch-black night grew even darker, a vast black fog obscuring the moonlight and gradually obscuring Bai Lin's vision. Bai Lin didn't dare to delay, using his heart as a guide, sprinting directly in what he believed to be the right direction.

The evil dragon clapped its hands heavily, and with the dust flying, the magic circle shone brightly, and the spell stopped. Instead, it said a sentence in its signature villain tone,

"It would be best if it participated in its revenge battle itself. What do you think, brave man?"

A flash of red light flashed from nowhere, and Bai Lin felt her teeth chatter. Then, a giant hunk of flesh, shrouded in red mist, plummeted from the sky. Blood splattered on her armor, and despite Gungnir's protection, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

Blood mist slowly rose from the foreign object. As the mist dispersed, the air began to sizzle. The abnormal temperature also brought the nauseating smell into Bai Lin's nostrils, instantly focusing her attention on the stranger who had descended from the sky.

The creature, unconcerned with the pain, slammed violently, leaving cracks on the ground. It was hard to imagine how much impact that massive body could withstand. Even Bai Lin subconsciously took a step back. The familiar hunk of flesh slowly spread its wings, a bloody mess with a large hole at the base, completely revealing its identity to Bai Lin.

——Askativ, the Storm Dragon

"You are truly inhuman, evil dragon!"

Although the opponent appeared as an opponent, his act of self-destructing to hold her back before dying made Bai Lin respect him as a warrior. Regardless of good or evil, characters who can carry out their own will are always welcome. She would not put the enemy above humanity.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her chest was filled with not only the physical feeling of nausea, but also a surge of rage. Her voice also rose a few degrees with this anger, and the evil dragon's evil smile only became a little brighter.

Tiamat's legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground. If she had a human form, she would probably have held her head in her hands, a look of disbelief on her face. Bai Lin wasn't a member of his race, and Tiamat, a dragon herself, probably felt like she'd seen someone she loved transformed into a zombie and driven around by someone else. It was hard to accept.

What's more, the body that had already been cut into pieces by the self-explosion, coupled with the disgusting smell unique to the evil dragon, combined with the bloodthirsty red mist, was enough to make people fall to pieces just by witnessing it.

I have to admit, if you wanted to disgust me, you succeeded. Bai Lin thought so, then he put the gun back with both hands, lowered his posture, and prepared to explode.

The dragon's laughter was like a murmur, but the cold glance it gave Tiamat seemed to say, "If you don't come, I'll turn you into that and then come at you too." Tiamat, trembling, flapped her wings feebly, and soared into the air, ready to provide support.

With a "puff," Bai Lin moved. Her foot cracked the hard ground beneath her feet, and she began to attack with all her might. She knew full well that without the aerial boost, even her speed wouldn't be enough to outpace the dragon's attack. This was her most vulnerable moment, so she couldn't let her guard down and had to seize the initiative.

Long arm appeared, short arm extended, Bai Lin launched a precise and swift strike straight at the reanimated undead dragon. As expected, the dragon's broken claws blocked the blow, but due to their excessive fragility, Bai Lin penetrated halfway. But just as Bai Lin was about to swing her spear head, turning the attack to the side, she froze. The undead dragon's muscles suddenly tightened, and her spear could no longer move flexibly.

In that moment, the dragon's other claw mercilessly struck Bai Lin's abdomen. The seemingly solid armor cracked instantly, and Bai Lin was sent flying far away, crashing into the rubble nearby. The cramping pain made it difficult for her to stand up immediately. Fortunately, due to the force of the attack, the dragon spear was still in her hand.

The undead dragon took advantage of the victory and flew up slightly, opening its mouth wide, as if about to exhale a breath. Bai Lin hurriedly supported his body and moved his legs with pain.

Chapter 106: Fantasy of Doom

Bai Lin kicked the rubble and leaped upward, dodging the bloody, gusty breath. The force of that nauseating, bloody breath was also quite formidable. After the explosion, the rubble behind Bai Lin, and even the floor, corroded bit by bit like melting snow, leaving only ugly, rotten yellow scars on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lin naturally did not dare to stop. Although his opponent's body was a little strange and he had not figured it out yet, a long-range battle would only put him at a greater disadvantage.

He separated the shield, touched it with his feet, and then, using the force of the fall, stretched his arms with all his strength, reuniting the spear through contact. Bai Lin's body pierced the Undead Dragon as fast and sharp as an arrow from a bow.

Seeing Bai Lin launch his attack from the air, Tiamat, still recovering from her shock, breathed out a trembling breath, but due to miscalculation, she missed. Bai Lin felt a chill pass by her, as if freezing the air, but she remained focused on her opponent. An enemy without the will to fight is less of a threat.

The spear tip met the undead dragon's tail, and with bursts of black flames, Bai Lin used the acceleration to deliver a beautiful blow. The dragon's tail swing was a very clever decision. Although Bai Lin's thundering blow tore off a large piece of flesh from its tail, it avoided a vital blow.

A dragon's balance is actually supported by its tail. If Bai Lin's thrust had landed directly, it would have severely destabilized the dragon's center of gravity, affecting its flight. However, a tail flick is actually a lateral force, deflecting Bai Lin's target while also partially offsetting the force.

Although he was dead, his fighting spirit had not declined at all, and was even more powerful than Askatifer himself. Could it be that the evil dragon itself was controlling him? Bai Lin deduced in his mind.

In any case, you have miscalculated this time.

After landing on the ground, Bai Lin did not lose her balance or become rigid due to the deflection of force and the unused impact. She used her strong muscles to stand on one foot after taking a step, thus changing the fulcrum of the force.

However, how could a force so overwhelming that a whole person couldn't bear it, no matter how strong their muscles were, possibly withstand it with just one leg? Bai Lin was certainly not some superhuman who could transcend physics. After a moment of full support, she used that moment to confirm her direction, using her left leg as a fulcrum to perform a rotation exceeding 200 degrees, and swung the Dragon Spear with one hand.

Imitation Dragon Tail Spin